ay, may manok?

A chicken went berserk today. That was after Chilo the Dog chased the chicken from God-knows-where. They went around and around the garage until they found the back door leading to the dirty kitchen. By that time, Sean Potter the Cat already found himself teaming up with the Dog. Chilo knew that she can’t pass beyond the dirty kitchen. The Cat took over the chase. Sean Potter the Cat, being the bibo feline that he is, managed to create fiasco within seconds. Sean ran and so the chicken. The chicken found solace in the bathroom. With a snap, Sean Potter the Cat decided not to chase it anymore, and Chilo the Dog was still waiting for the chicken to come out.

Everything went back to normal, except that a chicken was stuck in the bathroom, behind the toilet bowl to be exact.

I pushed Sean inside the bathroom and he showed no interest. So we decided to … chill. It’ll come out eventually, we thought. And it did. But I guess the sight of an unfamiliar terrain agitated the animal again. It flew indiscriminately. We feared that it’ll hit the ceiling fan and die. Fortunately, it landed on the printer and. Poop. 

I got agitated.

I took a long stick and pushed it with care. The chicken cooperated for a while. And then it flew, and flew, and flew. And I was frantic. So I had to think for a new plan. Ting!

I took an old blanket and threw it over the chicken.

I did it for more than once because it kept on flying before the blanket could land on its feathers. At last, I cornered it. So with a final throw, it was beneath the sheet.

I didn’t want to release it. Don’t ask why. 

I took a box. Placed the chicken in it. Secured the flaps. Threw a handful of rice. And kept it there. I was thinking of The Little Prince and the lamb.

Sana buhay pa s’ya bukas.


RATED: Wolo long.